This is a song about "More"

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

And some more a couple more times

When i have so much more

I got soul, there's more in store

And five days later, maybe more

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

They fiend in the door

Now u want me no more

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Who shows her face no more

Now that's what you call a game

No more money, no more fame

Why they begging for some more

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

Never ever pay rent

The more wealth the more tore felt.